a snapshot of the night

a quick hello, a distant hello

I’m sorry, JS

listening to music outside, we talk to separate friends

on his floor, we are talking

I don’t know you

I don’t know your vibe

I don’t know your thoughts

our legs stretch parallel; I curl my foot along the arch of his –//

// // //

// You’re uncomfortable with us

sometimes you’re good, and sometimes you seem —

yes —

— no —

 — what do you mean?

— I don’t know

// // //

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